the start sprinkle body parts woe onto you my foe cause you just don't know smoked out snorted drunk blown [Hook x8: Lord Infamous] I'm smoked out snorted out
Smoked out snorted drunk blown I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunken and I'm blown I'm smoked out, snorted out Drunken and I'm blown I'm smoked out, snorted out
Traduzione: Tear Da Club Up Thugs. Smoked Out.
drill here baydestrian When the music called smoke Then the scraper did (uh) [Chorus:] Where we from we like to go dumb (go dumb, what we do) Tear the club right up
Paul and Juicy 'J') [from 'Tear Da Club Up'] "I'm chiefin heavy understand me baby this Gangsta Boo" [x2] [Chorus x2] Where da dollas at Nigga, where da
on Coke and Rum doing devil stuff Kaiser Soze Tear da Club up Thugs I yell it out loud Scarecrow I keep ganja smoke flying out my mouth [ScanMan] another
a bunch of arab cabbies thru to bomb you I smoke dub-sacks, used to fuck thug rats Now I sitn in the section of bitches above that Where my thug niggaz, slug niggaz, tear da club
Tear da club up, where my thugs, where dem dollars at Where dem playas, scream like a fiend for dat ghetty green Gotta get da cream, get da cheese, dats
daily basis I be postin it up Smokin it up choppin it to match it wit dub Give us a club Six mane tearin it up [Frayser Boy] These niggaz misleaded I
feat. Tear Da Club Up Thugs, T-Rock [Intro: DJ Paul] Yeah HC mutha fuckin P nigga Hypnotized mutha fuckin Mindz bitch For you mutha fuckin rinky dink
(feat. Big Tymers, Hot Boys) [Juvenile] How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out. With the Hot Boys and the Tear da Club up Thugs. [Manny
feel the thunder Rollin crowds just like a blunder Let me see you tear da club up thug Let me see you take them under [Chorus x2: Fade Out]
Get 'em up to the Eastside, to the Westside, true city thugs What's up much love, to the Tear da Club Up Thugs just throw it up, all y'all get across
cabbies through to bomb you I smoke dub-sacks, used to fuck thug rats Now I sit in in the section of bitches above that Where my thug niggaz, slug niggaz, tear da club
leavin' 'til six in the mornin' Thugged out, my people gettin' head while we on and And tear the club up every time we performin' Gun up in your waist, please don't shoot up
fat ass sack Tear da' roof off the club, show you niggas some love and fill a swishe up with bud for my g's and thugs Now dem' haters keep watching,
thangs clap? Tear da club up, where my thugs, where dem dollars at Where dem playas, scream like a fiend for dat ghetty green Gotta get da cream, get da
